"Above All" (Wishful Thinking's)

Washed out above all the rest
Wasted against the pain I wished only to drain away,
And tonight couldn't even begin to estimate the sadness my heart screams for you
I hear the callings
But yet I don't see the scars that once showed through my blackened soul.
I try to estimate what I am missing in this circle that surrounds me
But all but nothing erases the tears I cry beneath the surface
Of this two faced scared heart of my wishful thinking's.

I try to block out the thoughts of my mom,
Even though,
In ways underneath my mask of tears sown together by these cigarettes,
I fight to stay sane for only just a few moments of time undergone by the scared tissues that wipe away the tears cried inside
Just for one moment of the wetness on the inside,
The wind of my lungs,
Blown to pieces,
Dries them all away,
And I go on thinking that I couldn't ever understand the thoughts that run from my mind to this paper.